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[ Her last memories of Luceti had been of snow. Looking around the forest and sensing the patterns of weather upon waking, however, told her it was now early autumn. Either she'd been gone several months or at least a year this time, she figured. Ororo wondered idly if there was a reason that she came and went like this. Something to ask the veterans of Luceti, she thought. ]

[ When she felt well enough, Storm took to the skies of Luceti: she knew her abiliities were dampened here in the enclosure, but she needed some time to reacquaint herself with Luceti's nature before looking for the village. She needed to calm herself, too; less powers also meant less control, and it would probably be better if she kept her emotions from starting an off-season monsoon. The random flashes of thunder and lightning from her annoyance at finding herself back in Luceti might attract unwanted attention, and how embarrassing would it be if someone noticed... ]

[ As soon as she centered herself, she changed course and headed for where she knew the village was. She remembered where the little house she'd stayed in previously was located as well, and checking the journal's callbox had let her know just who was still around and who from her world had arrived while she was "back at home." She figured there would be no harm in dropping by the house unannounced. Hopefully there was someone in House 16 to greet her! ]

[ Storm's first order of business after moving back into her old room at House 16 was to visit the stores for some essentials: the clothes shop being her first stop. As soon as she'd changed into and picked up some familiar clothes, she stepped back outside - and when it was safe, Ororo called down a bolt of lightning from the sky to strike the damned New Feather dress into ash. Subtle? Not in the least, but she had to vent somehow, right? Right. ]

[ Her next stops include the Item Store, and the grocery (to re-stock the house's food supply with some vaguely nutritious food), but her final stop of the day, despite the groceries and other items in her arms, would be Cloud Nine. Some of her clearer memories of Luceti were of the quaint little club, and Ororo rather hoped it would jog a few more of her memories... ]

[ Anyone in town is free to recognize or even bump into her as she makes her way around the village! Storm will be all over the place in general, seeking to re-familiarize herself with the town again. ]

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Oh! [Ororo was expecting her fellow teammates, perhaps even Tony by a longshot. Or even Gambit. But not this young girl.

She's familiar, though, so Storm gives her a pleasantly surprised smile instead of a wary, suspicious glance.]

Hello, good morning.

Would you like any tea? [Since it's made and there's certainly more than enough water for one person. Mia returns the pleasant smile, trying to guess whether it means Storm remembers her. There's a little bit of bewildered hiding behind it.]

Some tea would be lovely, yes, thank you. [Ororo smiles warmly and moves to take a seat at the kitchen table.]

[But before that, she needs to ask:] I'm sorry, I must have surprised you. I was looking for Rogue, and Kurt - they do still live in this house, do they not?

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[Tea it is! Mia fills a mug for her, taking the adjacent corner seat with her own hot tea and a content sigh.]

Rogue does. Kurt returned home some time ago. A man from your world named Logan lives here now.

[Takes the mug into her hands, relishing the warmth.]

... I see. It's good that Kurt has been freed of this place. But Logan... has he been here very long? [What she doesn't ask: longer than you?]

Hmm. A few months, I think. He came shortly after Kurt left.

[Just nods.] It seems the Malnosso can never quite decide on just who they want to take from our world.

[Spends a moment or two studying Mia over her tea.] Now, you'll have to forgive me but - I can't quite recall your name...? I feel like I know you. We... have fought together, before, have we not...?

It's Mia. We were drafted to the ocean together.

[She seems happy to be remembered.]

Ah. [Recognition, if faint, lights up in her eyes.] With the cyclones over the water, correct? You helped me a great deal, that day.

We helped each other. If we are very fortunate, something like that will not happen again.

[Smiles, remembering a little more of Mia as they continue to speak.]

Indeed. I would hate to be drawn into such a scenario again. Though something tells me little has changed since I've been gone.

About our situation? No, not much has, if you are thinking about what it is like to live here.

And what of the Malnosso? Do they still ask us to fight their wars for them? Or have things changed on that front?

Yes, they do. We can now also volunteer to aid in their efforts elsewhere.

[Frowns.] They expect us to volunteer our work and efforts to help them? In what?

Several different things. Sorting papers, or guard duty, or...well, I cannot recall every choice.

[That... is surprisingly menial sounding.]

Have you volunteered for such work?

Once or twice. Not all of it is so calm.

Then they continue to task us with taking care of their opponents for them. [Ororo shakes her head, unamused.] Use us to keep their hands from getting dirty, is that it?

I'm not sure I know anymore. Sometimes it seems like that, and others...they sound more interested in trying to form an alliance based on mutual benefit.

[One hand rubs her temple as she shakes her head.]

[Ororo notices, and decides it would be better to stop interrogating the poor girl.]

... Nevertheless, I suppose there is not much use in speaking of things that we have little power in changing. [She gives Mia a small smile.] Shall we speak of lighter things? How are things here in the house?

They are peaceful enough. ...I am not sure if Logan enjoys living here. [Rogue likes having him there, though.]

Ah, I do hope he hasn't been overly difficult. Logan has a rather... unique personality. But he means well. [Not really. But still.]

[They didn't get along at first. From Mia's perspective.]

I know he does. He cares more than he will admit.

[Logan in a nutshell.]

I'm sure he likes it here just fine. But if he's been giving you grief, I could have a word or two with him when he returns? [She's only kidding! She knows Logan better than that.]

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